"She comes home late these days. If you're tired, just go to bed early and don't wait for her."
"The second son's wife has been out in the world with Shopkeeper Lu recently, right?" Mrs. Ye asked with a smile.
"That's right, Madam Lu helped her find a master.
"These past few days I've been teaching her how to cut clothes and some of the customs and taboos in Beijing.
"This keeps the second son's wife very busy. Apart from eating and sleeping, she has no free time at all."
"This is a good thing. The skills you learn are your own. In the future, my second son's wife will be able to take on more jobs and earn more money."
Mrs. Ye now runs her own dumpling restaurant, and her business has been very good. She feels more and more that women should have their own livelihoods and should not stay at home all day.
Therefore, she is very happy to see the changes in Ye Ersao now.
"Mom, you don't have to worry about anything. We just came back to see you and the fourth child.
"No matter what, I have to go back to the Cen Mansion tonight.
"I haven't been home for a few days. If I don't go back to see him, the old man will be unhappy.
"I've been at home these days and I don't know how to miss sunny days!"
"Yes, that's what we should do." Old Madam Ye urged, "If you decide to go back, then hurry up and leave. We should still be able to catch up with dinner if we go back now.
"There's nothing going on between me and Lao Si, don't worry about it!"
"Okay, Mom, we'll go first. I'll come over to mix the stuffing tomorrow morning.
"You can rest assured and sleep a little longer in the morning. You've been working so hard these past two days."
Ever since her sons got married one after another, Old Mrs. Ye hasn't cooked for some years.
But fortunately, Mrs. Ye hired a kitchen helper, so she didn't have to do any work like cutting vegetables and chopping meat. She only had to be responsible for seasoning.
"Don't worry, I'm not that old yet.
“Besides, people tend to sleep less as they get older, and I usually wake up early.
"As for you guys, you've been busy with so many things back home. You should take a good rest. There's no need to rush over tomorrow."
Boss Ye drove the car and took his wife and daughter back to the Cen Mansion.
Xiaoye jumped into the car early this time and waited, fearing that he would be left behind.
When they arrived at the gate of Cen's residence, before Boss Ye got out of the car and opened the door, Xiao Ye couldn't wait to call out twice.
When Menzi heard the sound, he immediately ran out.
When he saw that it was indeed Boss Ye and his family who had returned, Menzi immediately smiled.
"Oh, I thought I heard Xiao Ye's cry, and he really is back!"
The doorman opened the door for them and removed the threshold to let the carriage in, while saying cheerfully: "You are finally back. The old man kept talking about Miss Sunny Day every day!
"Oh, I have to tell the kitchen staff to make more dinner."
Menzi ran away as soon as he finished speaking. Fortunately, Meng Yu, who had quickly received the news, came out to greet him and helped Boss Ye take the things out of the car and carry them inside.
Qingtian took Xiaoye directly to find Mr. Cen.
It is said that the elderly like to love those of the next generation. There are two generations between Qingtian and Mr. Cen, so the degree of love they give him is simply doubled.
Even after everyone sat down to eat, Elder Cen couldn't help but say, "Look, you two, if you need to go somewhere to do something, why don't you just go by yourselves? Why do you have to bring the child with you?
"Not only will it delay the children's studies, but what if they get sick from running around?
"It's not like there's no one to take care of the child. There are so many people at home. If I leave you two, will I still treat the child unfairly?"
Boss Ye and Mrs. Ye knew that the old man just missed his children, so they didn't say anything and just listened to him complain.
But Qingtian quickly spoke up for his parents, saying, "Grandpa, it's not that my parents insist on taking me with them, it's that I can't leave them!"
She put her hands over her eyes and said, "When my parents are not around, I cry when I go to bed at night."
Hearing what Qingtian said, Mr. Cen immediately lost his temper and said to the two of them, "Then if you have nothing to do, don't go out so often."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Ye couldn't help but smile secretly.
This old man really has no way to deal with sunny days!
After returning to the capital, life returned to normal.
The next morning, Boss Ye sent Qingtian to the Qin family, and he followed Sister Ye to the shop.
Qingtian arrived at the Qin family and after greeting Mr. Wei, the first thing he did was to ask for leave.
"Mr. Wei, I may need to take another day off tomorrow."
"Is there anything else you haven't finished at home?" Mr. Wei asked with a frown.
"It's not a family matter. My parents are going to the yamen to hear a case tomorrow, and I want to go too." Qingtian said a little embarrassedly.
"Trial of a case? What case?" Unexpectedly, Wei Yan became interested after hearing this.
Qingtian told Wei Yan and Qin Hexuan everything about Ye Laizi and Xiao Huangshi.
Qin Hexuan had been frowning since the beginning, especially when he heard that Mrs. Ye took Qingtian up the mountain and was almost bullied by Ye Laizi, and was fortunately saved by Xiaoye, his fists were clenched.
After hearing about Ye Laizi's actions later, even Wei Yan kept saying that he was a piece of shit.
After Qingtian told everything he knew, he said, "This case will be heard in court tomorrow, so I want to take a day off and go check it out with my parents."
Wei Yan frowned and said, "In this case, the behavior of Xiao Huang and her son is actually quite excusable.
"But a poor family like them, firstly, they don't understand the law, and secondly, they can't afford a lawyer, so it's easy for them to suffer losses!"
"My father seems to have hired a lawyer for them, and I think his last name is Jin.
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